They Ain't 100
Fredo Lyrics
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In my German car drop a big pack on my young gunner
In the trap I make mad stacks off one number
When your at the pot you can lose it all on one fuck up
On the Harrow Road and I'm driving slow with one ucker
When I tell her suck she don't say much not one stutter
My nigga Sav poked a lot of yutes with one cutter
Free'em, man's really out'ere in the deep end
My Louboutin shoes are on season
Used to trap all night it was freezing
This Samsung keeps on beating
The Shard is where I'm sleeping
Some steak is what I'm eating
Im in Gaucho's with the G's them
I put six bags on my left wrist
Put my brother Dotz on my necklace
Got my brothers locked on some next shit
Got a raw box then I press it
They talk it, I live it
Gotta call for the four in the midget
So I flew round to the kitchen
I got a few ounce by the biscuits
Young niggas getting street money till they lock me
I got a white girl with a big back she talks cockney
They see the kid and they skate out its not hockey
Keep the dots in the gym bag true its stocky
Whip, whip whip then I'm serving
Skating round in a foreign car it straight German
Gotta a bad bitch with a big back she likes twerking
I gotta new trap and I told the cats it needs curtains
He threw me a bird and I jacked him
Me and him ain't squared till I burst him
I dice packs and I drop packs on the workman
I got stacks thats for certains
I miss Dotz bro I'm hurting
I'm with Mouth bro we're lurking
I just buy straps I don't reason
Cos' my man thinks we're beefin'
But when I slide round I don't see him
Or he's breezin' like a athlete
The whole squad know I back beef
Treat restaurants like they Mcd's
Taught my young boy how to stack p's
I came off of a crack fiend
Throwing this paper no littering
Age 15 I was bit'n'win
Im eating in Gaucho's your getting slim
I need two scales when I get it in
Cooked two Z's in ten minutes
Gotta trap spot I'm renting it
Just cling and carbs no beds in it
And I'm out the door if a feds in it
Done alotta shit I ain't regretting it
I get the raw and I'm extending it
If the quotes hard then I'm blending it
I don't know nothing 'bout no benefits
Young niggas getting street money till they lock me
I got a white girl with a big back she talks cockney
They see the kid and they skate out its not hockey
Keep the dots in the gym bag true its stocky
Fuck them I don't know them they ain't 100
In my german car drop a big pack on my young gunner
In the trap I make mad stacks off one number
When your at the pot you can lose it all on one fuck up
The lyrics to Fredo's song "They Ain't 100" describe his life in the trap, where he makes a lot of money off just one number. He talks about his luxurious lifestyle, including driving a German car and eating at fancy restaurants like Gaucho's. He also mentions his criminal activities, including selling drugs and keeping dots (guns) in gym bags. Overall, the song is about Fredo's success in the streets and his disregard for those who aren't "100" or authentic.
The first verse of the song focuses on Fredo's luxurious lifestyle and success in the trap. He talks about driving his German car and dropping a big pack (a large amount of drugs) on his young gunner (a young dealer). He also mentions making mad stacks (a lot of money) off one number (presumably a successful drug deal). He warns about the risks of losing everything on one fuck-up (a mistake) when one is at the pot (presumably cooking or preparing drugs).
In the second verse, Fredo talks about his criminal activities, including keeping dots (guns) in gym bags and jacking (robbing) someone. He mentions his ability to dice packs (cut drugs) and drop packs (sell drugs) on the workman (presumably someone involved in the drug trade). He also expresses his pain over his friend's death (Dotz) and his desire to avenge him.
Line by Line Meaning
Fuck them, I don't know, them they ain't 100
I don't trust those people because I don't really know them and I don't believe they are truthful.
In my German car drop a big pack on my young gunner
I'm driving my luxury car and delivering a large amount of drugs to my young associate.
In the trap I make mad stacks off one number
I earn a lot of money in the drug house by just selling one specific kind of drug.
When your at the pot you can lose it all on one fuck up
If you make one mistake while cooking drugs, you can lose everything you have worked for.
Young niggas getting street money till they lock me
My young accomplices continue to make money on the streets until I am caught by the police.
I got a white girl with a big back she talks cockney
I have a Caucasian girlfriend with a large buttocks who speaks in the accent of the working-class people of East London.
They see the kid and they skate out its not hockey
People run away from me when they see me because they are afraid of getting involved in my illegal activities.
Keep the dots in the gym bag true its stocky
I keep the guns in a gym bag because they are heavy and bulky.
Whip, whip whip then I'm serving
I prepare the drugs by mixing them multiple times in quick succession, then I start selling them.
Skating round in a foreign car it straight German
I am driving around in a luxury car made in Germany.
Gotta a bad bitch with a big back she likes twerking
I have a beautiful woman with a large buttocks who enjoys dancing in a sexually suggestive way.
I gotta new trap and I told the cats it needs curtains
I got a new location for drug dealing and I warned my associates that it needs to be discreetly covered from public view.
I dice packs and I drop packs on the workman
I cut the drugs into small pieces and sell them to manual laborers.
I came off of a crack fiend
I used to be addicted to crack cocaine.
Age 15 I was bit'n'win
At the age of 15, I was already gambling money in a risky way.
Im eating in Gaucho's your getting slim
I am eating at the expensive Gaucho restaurant and getting rich, while you are not.
I need two scales when I get it in
I require two scales to weigh the drugs when they are delivered to me.
Cooked two Z's in ten minutes
I quickly prepared two portions of drugs (also known as 'Z's) in a span of ten minutes.
Gotta trap spot I'm renting it
I am currently renting a place where I can prepare and sell drugs.
Just cling and carbs no beds in it
My drug dealing place only has basic amenities like cling wrap and carbohydrates, but no beds for anyone to rest.
And I'm out the door if a feds in it
I quickly leave the premises if I sense the presence of police officers nearby.
Done alotta shit I ain't regretting it
I have done a lot of bad things in the past, but I don't regret them.
I get the raw and I'm extending it
I obtain drugs in its pure or raw form, then I mix and cut it several times to make more product for sale.
If the quotes hard then I'm blending it
I mix hard drugs with other substances to make it less potent, but still profitable for me to sell.
I don't know nothing 'bout no benefits
I don't have knowledge nor interest in government benefits that I am not qualified to receive.
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@BeatzEra
Everything gon be alright, 100
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Good
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@evanwright8554
🤝
@user-uw7kh3ii4r
About that
@callumboswell9450
Its nice song to sing
@hunnabandz22
7 years later still goes hard👌🏾👌🏾
@bruhlife850
Will forever be the hardest debut.
@bigm16_unknown11
5 years ago this legendary tune dropped
@ELZBH12
Classic